Luyện nghe bài hát Algor Mortis... The Linear Rate Of Cadaveric Cooling

Ravaged, torn, and punctured-the carcass from
wounds
Avulsed and sliced, the dermis weeps pus and
with clear, viscous goo
Prior to the initial incision, my scalpel is
bloody wet
We the postmortem interval using a simple
formula for death...
A direct body core measurement,
taken, is the order of the day
The corpse is on its side and a slit in its
pants is cut in the most way
Lacerations leak wasted and fluid, as the body
in a predictable manner
My assistant lubricates the probe, a
massive long chemical thermometer...
...Freezing hold...
...Corpse cold...
...Cooling blood...
...An icy flood...
...The body a husk; its are spilt...
...This ferocious probing causes no guilt...
...A facet of my profession, duty I've sworn...
...I stab forth the as the anus is torn...
Environmental of the crime scene are
recorded
And the room temperature of the room is
noted
The core temperature of the carcass through
of convection
Physical triumphs over life as heat escapes
radiation...
Moritz's formula is the of thumb from which I can
derive...
"98.6F - rectal ? 1.5"
This equation produces the time of death,
nothing is quite ideal
Whether oral, rectal, brain or liver, I monitor
the temperature the greatest zeal...
This gelid method of has a cold-bloodedly
appeal
Observe the suppuration chill, pool,
and
Witness my severe intubation with
tools
Truculently sodomizing corps-icles, purple raw
drool...
...Freezing hold...
...Corpse cold...
...Cooling blood...
...An icy flood...
...Postmortem interval, the at hand...
...Thrusting the probe past the gland...
...The carcass is conquered by cold will...
...Not even bactericidal rot can its chill...